jesica reeder

sorry i didnt mention that i slept wit him
sorry i couldnt show you that i loved you the other day
sorry i couldnt tell you how much i loved you, i was too high
sorry i didnt mentioned that im stoned, passed out out back
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march 27,2004
8th grade
i met anthony paul french
helping out wit a girl scout science project
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mom, dad, its not your fault.
Jodi, kev, nick and jamie, its not your fault
but david, its your fault
im sinking in the wals are closing.
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we are noone special
we arnt just anybody......
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there are so many scars on my wrists
you know damn well this wont be the last night
to spend alone....
when were you there to care
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im so empty
im better off with you
but your better off without me
you know i love you
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darling dont ever leave me
darling dont ever lie to me
darling dont says those things about yourself
they are not ever true
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The roses tell a story
A story of your life
Your life was beautiful
Beautiful till the end
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quit screaming my name
it wont get me back to you
i cannot see your name
you know its done and gone
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wow its been three whole days
since ive seen your face
and its been quiet a wait
to touch your face
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too much pain to stay
too hard to make him go away
he promised deathful things and says stupid sayings
on the count of 1,2,3
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why am i living
why cant i die
everyone hates me
out to get me
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i love you
but how do i show it?
i care for you
maybe a little too much
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i didnt mean to sleep wit him
i didnt mean for you to find out
i didnt mean to hurt you
i bet you meant to hurt me though
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mom dad its not your fault
jodi kev jamie dustin it aint you ither.
but me, my soul has done it.
its like im no longer here
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why would you ask me to do that
why would you push me into that
i aint going down that hill again
and why would you ask me to ruin
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to see the lil rb
to put it into your hands
to squeeze it real soft
to let a peice of myself die
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why is life so harsh?
why cant i just die?
i could hang myself
with a rope or belt
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you cut your wrist
you let it bleed
you dont let it heal
you drain like fire
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i wash away the pain left in me
i faint in like ash apon a tree
there is nothing left to do
nothing left in you
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